Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 100 Xue Wentian
Wang Chen looked at the setting sun in the sky, feeling filled with emotion.
"Although today is very hard, I am not afraid of hardship for the sake of practice. Everything is worth it." He couldn't suppress his smile, and his whole body reflected the dazzling light in the setting sun.
In the storage ring, the fire lotuses piled up into a small hill, and he even obtained a few extremely rare fire essences. If he could continue like this for another ten days or so, he would probably be able to achieve a second nirvana.
"Come on! It's hard enough for you to fish and rob. I just watch you deprive others of the fruits of their labor. Others have worked hard for several days to hunt and collect herbs, and in the end, they all benefited you. How can it be tiring?" Xiaoyao looked at the shameless Wang Chen and said unhappily.
"Please be careful with your words! This is clearly self-defense!" He turned around, and the light around him flashed, almost blinding Xiaoyao 's eyes.
She was about to ridicule him angrily when she heard the sound of muffled thunder coming from the foot of the mountain.
Wang Chen instantly restrained his exaggerated acting skills.
“There is an expert!”
Looking down, I saw a figure at the foot of the mountain, with a scorching and dazzling sun behind him and a red broad-bladed sword in his hand.
He walked across the dangerous Chiyan Mountain as if it were flat ground. He moved swiftly and abruptly, and the sounds of wind and thunder could be heard continuously.
The sound waves grew louder and louder, and in a flash they were close.
Wang Chen's face was gloomy.
His actions in the cultivation world can be said to be completely irregular, but it is as if the whole world is looking for him, and his whereabouts can be known by others at any time.
Boom!
Like thunder from the sky, a figure leaped high into the air, then landed on the ground with a loud noise, and the earth shook slightly.
The man had red hair casually scattered, sharp eyebrows, and an imposing heroic air.
It was Xue Wentian, the genius of the Great Sun Sword Sect, who had fought with Murong Xumu in the small river valley.
Just like the dazzling sunlight piercing Wang Chen's eyes, Xue Wentian just stood there casually, and the aura he exuded was like the sun that made it impossible to look directly at him.
In an instant, Wang Chen determined that the halo behind Xue Wentian was a terrifying auxiliary spell, which was probably not comparable to the sword seal that he had practiced for a short time.
After frowning and identifying Wang Chen for a while, Xue Wentian revealed a wild smile.
"It's strange that Murong Xumu has this kind of taste. If he's not here this time, I wonder who can save you."
boom!
The long sword in his hand suddenly burst into a light that was impossible to look directly at, and a halo burst out, as if he was holding a suspended scorching sun.
A destructive scorching breath spread out, bringing with it a scorching heat wave.
It instantly emitted a heat even hotter than that of the Red Flame Mountain.
A ball of heat wave rolled up and merged into the sky. The air made a loud noise, and the bright flames on the body of the Red Flame Mountain rose up as if being pulled.
In the whistling hot wind, he took a step forward.
The figure instantly appeared in front of Wang Chen.
The red broadsword, without a trace of skill, swept out like a mountain collapsing in front of him, making it impossible to dodge.
The sound is like thunder, the force is like thunder, and the speed is like lightning.
Among the young masters Wang Chen has come into contact with so far, no one except Murong Xumu has such powerful true strength.
The six swords shone brightly with golden light, and the sword energy clanged. The sword seal behind Wang Chen suddenly shone brightly with golden light, illuminating the sky.
He wanted to take a look...
The gap between myself and these top geniuses.
His eyes turned golden, like a moon in the night sky. His expressionless face seemed to be roaring madly and desperately at this moment.
The six swords formed a perfect semicircle and whizzed away.
For the first time since Nirvana, he used all his strength to strike out with his sword without reservation!
boom!
The two swords collided in an instant as fast as lightning, and instantly turned into a dazzling ball of light and exploded with a loud bang.
The air suddenly shook!
Countless sword energies shattered at the same time, turning into countless tiny sword auras flowing out.
With the place of collision as the center, hundreds of meters up and down the mountain, countless broken sword qi floated endlessly like swimming fish . Wherever they passed, the protruding parts of the mountain were directly cut off, and neatly arranged rocks fell and hit the mountain with a loud noise.
As the violent recoil force came, Xue Wentian frowned, shouted loudly, and stomped his right foot back hard to stop his body.
Facing the violent recoil force, he just stood there like a nail, with only his red hair dancing wildly in the strong wind.
Bang! The moment the two swords touched, Wang Chen was violently knocked away by an irresistible force, breaking several protruding rocks in a row and sinking deeply into the iron-hard mountain wall.
There was a brief darkness before his eyes.
A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.
If it weren't for the magical sword energy that protected his body, his entire body would have been shattered and he would have died in an extremely ugly way.
Each time you achieve Nirvana, the difficulty will double compared to the previous time. At the same time, the strength of your true power will also be greatly increased.
At this moment, he was certain that the arrogant and arrogant guy in front of him, whom he disliked so much, was at least a master who had achieved Nirvana three or even four times .
The salty smell of blood made his brain clearer.
Wang Chen tried his best to mobilize the true energy in his sea of qi.
He rose from the depression, his head slightly lowered, and looked up at Xue Wentian's casually standing figure.
"Puff." Wang Chen spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, then wiped his mouth.
“It’s a good momentum.”
A smile appeared on Xue Wentian's face, but the murderous intent at the corner of his mouth made him look extremely ferocious.
Suddenly, his expression froze slightly, and Wang Chen's figure suddenly enlarged in his field of vision.
At this moment, countless free sword energies in the sky fell like lightning, like weary birds returning to their nests, and merged into the Six Paths Sword.
There seemed to be a ball of fire in Wang Chen's cold eyes, burning with desperate madness. The blood at the corner of his mouth was messy yet shocking. He grinned, and his snow-white teeth had been stained pink by the blood.
The sword energy entangled, and the rapid and sharp buzzing sounds instantly merged into one, making a fierce sword whistling sound.
The Six Paths Sword swept across, and the sword light spread out like a semicircle, just like the fatal blow like a landslide that Xue Wentian had delivered a few breaths ago.
"presumptuous!"
Seeing that Wang Chen was actually using the same sword technique to slash horizontally, Xue Wentian roared wildly, like a superior scolding an inferior, with a strong sense of superiority and endless ridicule.
The red immortal sword chopped down with a loud bang, and a blazing fire rose up in a semicircle. Still without any changes in moves, without any skills, he faced the dazzling sword light with great skill.
The mockery in Xue Wentian's eyes suddenly froze.
The sword energy exploded with a bang, and the light was dazzling, just like the sun blooming.
The terrifying air wave blew him away. He held the immortal sword in his hand and swung it repeatedly to break up the broken sword energy. Sparks flew with every strike.
Xue Wentian's face was ferocious . Through the sparks scattered in front of his eyes and the golden sword energy that continued one after another, he watched countless free sword energies gathering in the smoke and dust.
It was a terrifying sword energy that was condensing.
"You think you can hurt me with this level of sword energy?"
Xue Wentian knew very well that Wang Chen had just entered Nirvana, while he had already touched the threshold of the fourth Nirvana.
Even though the Six Paths Sword was magical, Ji Ba was unexpectedly tenacious and took advantage of his momentary carelessness.
It's just a way to survive and breathe a few more breaths of air.
The sword energy released by the opponent with all his strength might be able to kill a cultivator who had just established his foundation, but for him, even if there were ten more, he would be able to block them without any harm.
But why?
There is an inexplicable sense of crisis.
